Fall in love even with low EQ [Quick Transmigration]

The spring is in full bloom, and the flowers are verdant.The apricot tree in front of the court is affectionate and silent.But seeing buds blooming at the tips, the pale pink color has faded to pale white.

A jade-faced young man dressed in red and brocade was sitting under a tree holding a folding fan, carelessly playing with a small jade carving with three apricots competing for spring.From time to time, the two peach blossom eyes glanced at the other person who was dancing the sword in the courtyard, and the corners of his lips slightly raised.

The sword energy attracts the wind, and the flowers fall in clusters.Colorful and confusing, how many charms come out.But the sword-wielding young man turned a blind eye and made his moves wholeheartedly.

The young man looked at it for a while, pursed his lips and frowned.He coughed softly, but he didn't see the person looking back.The young man frowned in displeasure, swished open the fan and slapped it vigorously a few times, but the anger in his heart seemed unable to be suppressed.He viciously closed the fan and threw it aside, staring at the man with his eyes wide open, but he couldn't help but become obsessed with it.

Turning around, the man finally looked back.Seeing this scene, he walked over and said in a low voice, "Your Excellency?"

The young man raised his eyebrows: "You didn't play well."

The corner of the man's mouth seemed to twitch, and he bowed his head respectfully and said, "My son taught me the lesson."

"Why are you so stupid, learning sword for a long time without any progress? I dare not put my own safety on you in the future." The young man snorted, touched his sleeve and did not look at him.

The man was silent for a moment and then said: "Your Majesty has taught you the lesson, I will work harder in the future—"

"Okay!" The young man snorted again, turned his eyes to look him up and down, "I think you are really tall!"

There was an expression of sudden realization on the man's face: "Your Majesty, you don't need to worry too much. A man's height is determined. Seeing the majesty and uprightness of the prince, your son will definitely..."

"Who told you that!" The boy blushed with anger, "Do you think this son is jealous that you are taller now?!"

The man bowed and said nothing, the expression on his face obviously meant that.

The boy jumped up and circled around him twice: "Stand up straight, let me take a good look at it."

The man had no choice but to straighten his back.The boy stood in front of him, standing on tiptoes, trying to compare him, but he was a little unstable.The man reached out to support his waist in time, and then he stood still.The boy couldn't help but pressed forward against his chest when he hugged him. He felt a warmth enveloping his whole body, and his whole body shivered unbearably.

"Sir?"

The young man collected himself, put one hand on his shoulder and gestured with the other, he couldn't help but pouted and muttered: "What kind of panacea did you take. I remember that you were only an inch taller than me yesterday, why are you so much taller today? "

The man's face froze, and he couldn't help but tighten his hand.The boy felt a numbness on his waist, and couldn't help shrinking back: "A Ting, itchy."

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, and he withdrew his hand.The boy swayed, and hurriedly stretched out his arms to hug his shoulders: "What are you doing?!"

"The prince said it was itchy."

"I said you let go?!"

"...The son?"

"I sat for too long just now, my legs are numb!" The young man circled him and turned behind him, humming in a concealed manner, "Bring me back to you."

"……Yes."

The boy couldn't help curling up his mouth and leaned on his back, hugged his neck tightly and said, "Go."

The man supported his legs to stand up, and the young man quietly leaned his head on the back of his neck, his legs were dangling: "Got—drive!"

The man shook slightly, and said helplessly: "My son, don't be naughty."

The boy snorted, wrapped his legs tightly around his waist and dawdled close, "Where is this going?"

"Study." The man walked towards the outer courtyard without haste.

"Ah? No, no, let me go!"

"It's getting late, please don't keep your husband waiting for a long time."

"Don't stop, stop, stop, stop! Stop, A Ting!" The boy became anxious, but his legs were locked tightly and he couldn't move.No matter how hard he slapped him, he still couldn't get away.

The man walked faster and faster, and the light and shadow around him changed instantly.The change of light and dark made the young man blink his eyes, but when he looked closely, he was surprised to find that the two of them had arrived in a strange room, full of utensils and decorations that they had never seen before.Looking carefully again, I found that the clothes of the two of them had completely changed, and even their hair had been shortened for some time.I was about to ask, but my eyes flashed.There was a pain in the back of his head, it turned out that he was caught by someone with both hands and fell heavily on the ground to hold him down.

"Let go of me, Ouyang Ting, let go—" The dizzy young man wanted to roar, but a nimble tongue took the opportunity to entangle him.The man who whimpered twice in his nose was encouraged, and just hooked his tongue and entangled.

How did this happen?

A little hasty, a little rough, his lips were grabbed and bit hard.He wanted to refuse, but his hands were grabbed and held above his head, and his body was also firmly pressed down, unable to move.

A strange fragrance came from nowhere, making people's minds confused.The little tongue with nowhere to escape was blocked in the corner, being licked and licked over and over again.The lips and teeth are entangled, the necks are rubbed together, and the breathing is getting heavier.The kiss gradually moved to the ear, licking the cochlea and earlobe delicately, the scorching breath passed from the ear to the brain, making people more confused.The lips and fingers wandered around the whole body, and the strange eyes were condescending, like a wild beast patrolling its own territory, full of control and determination to win.

"Let go, let me go—" the boy froze as he exited.

It should have been menacing, but it was low and choked, as if pleading, but also as if it was full of anticipation in fear.

The next moment, the verbal and tongue attacks became more violent, making him unable to speak a whole sentence.

Friction and collision, hot and painful, the fragrance is lingering and lingering.

Tossing and turning, ups and downs, like a strong wind blowing up a mountain forest, like a tide hitting a reef, like a waterfall falling from the sky hitting a rock.

The scorching heat that has been accumulating continuously converges into one, and the numbness is accompanied by itching pain, which makes people have nowhere to escape.

Feng Wu jerked and opened his eyes, gasping for breath and feeling weak all over.

In front of him was a dark room, and the alarm clock next to him was shining brightly.

Where is the smell of shit.

The strange heat gradually dissipated, Feng Wu turned over and sat up, but couldn't help but click his tongue again.Some indescribable sticky touches on the lower body all illustrate an indisputable fact.

Feng Wu scratched his head and cursed irritably.I closed my eyes and wiped it indiscriminately, got up shaking my legs, changed my underwear and sheets, and stuffed it all into the washing machine.Looking at the endlessly turning drum, I somehow blushed again.

An inexplicable strange dream... The scene is messed up, and the characters' images have become weird. It really is nonsensical that only appears in a dream.Feng Wu complained a few words, but unconsciously recalled the body that suppressed him in the dream.Someone's strong waist with a strong abdomen flashed in front of my eyes, and the sweat from the movement slowly slipped down along the two V-shaped mermaid lines. At that time, that usually serious, cold and ascetic face...

Feng Wu trembled violently, gnashing his teeth while staring at a part of himself that was uncontrollably and half-up.

In short, it's all the blame on that damned Ouyang Ting, it must be because I've been too tired recently, my young master has lost his mind, it's not, it's not you!

Zhan Jun, who was walking towards the editing room, saw a person standing against the wall at the door, yawning boredly.After taking a closer look, I couldn't help being surprised and said, "Awu!"

Feng Wu listlessly waved his hands: "Why are you here?"

"I'm more interested in special effects production. I'm also kind of, um, I can't help but want to see my part first." Zhan Jun stood next to him with some embarrassment, "What about you?"

Feng Wu snorted and raised his chin: "Is there something wrong with the young master?"

Zhan Jun followed his eyes and saw that in the opposite room with the door open, Zhang Yang was talking with the person in charge of the sound effects team: "It's finished?" Seeing Feng Wu yawning again, he smiled, "So fast, how amazing is it?" your!"

"I couldn't sleep last night..." Feng Wu coughed lowly and rolled his eyes again, "That shit director Cao still dares to despise me!" Then he turned his head and said in a low voice, "At first I looked down on people, I was afraid that my master would not be able to make the theme song and drag him down The film's hind legs."

"I don't believe it." Zhan Jun pursed his lips and smiled.

"Do you not believe that I can do it, or do you not believe that he really cares so much?" Feng Wu let out a hey and strangled his neck.

Zhan Jun grabbed his arm and patted it: "I don't believe this story will continue to develop so plainly."

Feng Wu laughed: "So after listening to my single, he directly asked me to be responsible for half of the soundtrack, it's not what he said!"

Hearing his "complaint", Zhan Jun turned around and hugged him happily: "That's great, Ah Wu!"

Feng Wu hugged him on the back with a smile, and after letting go, he said with a sad face: "So I was caught by the manager to watch the movie clips, saying that I want to understand the plot in all aspects."

Zhan Jun was about to say "I'm coming too", but when he thought that the group was about to disband, his expression darkened.

Feng Wu looked at his face and roughly guessed what he was thinking, so he put his shoulder on his shoulder and comforted him: "There will be two more versions of the theme song."

"The current single version, then make a movie version and...?" Zhan Jun raised two fingers.

"Commemorative version." Feng Wu raised his third finger for him, "This will be the only chorus version, received in our last album."

Zhan Jun felt that his eyes were slightly astringent, and he held his hand and said, "Awu..."

Feng Wu snorted and grabbed his hand and shook it up and down: "You're popular first, don't forget buddy!"

Zhan Jun tried his best to restrain himself and said in a hoarse voice: "You too."

"Hey, the two senior brothers are indeed here." A delicate female voice came.

Feng Wu glanced over and saw that it was Baoji wearing a small fragrant dress, he curled his lips and didn't want to talk to her.

Zhan Jun blushed slightly: "You, hello Baoji."

"Brother Jun." Bao Ji said with a smile that seemed very familiar, "Bad Wan is going to release a new album, right?"

Just as Zhan Jun was about to nod, Feng Wu snorted coldly, "It's none of your business."

Bao Ji raised her eyebrows: "I heard on the set that you are going to be in charge of the theme song. Of course, the brothers and sisters from the same company will come to care and cheer."

"Who are you listening to?" Feng Wu squinted at her, "Besides, why haven't I seen you caring about us so lovingly before?"

"It's as if I don't respect my seniors." Baoji blinked pitifully at Zhan Jun, "Brother Jun, are you angry with me too?"

"No, no." Zhan Jun was also a little puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, "Yes, Ah Wu won't be angry with you either."

Feng Wu rolled his eyes and didn't answer.

Baoji smiled at him: "I knew Brother Jun was the best. Those are all rumors to deceive people."

Zhan Jun was taken aback, Feng Wu frowned and said, "Why spread rumors?"

Baoji looked embarrassed, and said hesitantly: "That's right, it's just some gossip. It's not important."

"It's not important?" Feng Wu took a step closer to her, "What exactly are you talking about?"

Baoji seemed a little scared, and shrank behind Zhan Jun unintentionally: "It's just that the big boss takes good care of you..."

——Pack·Nurture!

The word popped out of both heads at the same time.

Zhan Jun saw the first person wearing sunglasses on the screen before his eyes.At first, I felt that he was very indifferent and merciless, and I didn't understand what he was interested in, and he split up the well-developed philistines without showing affection.

However, he would hold his hand so tenderly, even helping himself without showing his face; he also carefully discovered that he was working hard silently, would affirm and encourage himself in his unique way, and guide himself patiently.

Maybe, he's not a bad guy.No no, not only is he not a bad guy, he is a...

Feng Wu folded his arms, cursing that troublemaker(?) bastard in his heart.Sunglasses 246 always makes some messy things, do you want someone to sleep well (?)? !

Bao Ji's beautiful eyes turned: "Why don't you talk? Could it be—— is it true?"

"No!!!" The two retorted in unison.

Then the two of them blushed and the other gritted their teeth, but they didn't know what to say.

The author has something to say: ①The title comes from Xu Xuan's "Forty Rhymes for the Nostalgic Views of Fu Xianggong in Fenghe Palace": the past occasionally comes to the spring dream, and the worry is before the flowers fall due to the movement.